Sunday, January 29, 2012

Confession(s)

Our scale broke (I actually think it just needs a new battery) and its probably a good thing b/c ya'll. . . . my fat pants won't button.

I bought a dress yesterday that I could most likely wear at 9 months pregnant. Even tho we aren't having kids for the next few years, I have decided to just start buying things that will fit me when I'm pregnant, so I don't have to buy anything then.

I stayed home from church because my back hurts SUPER bad. . .  but sometimes I wonder if people just think I'm a sinner!

Yesterday, I went to work. The water was off because they were doing some plumbing stuff. I was the only person in the building and I had to go potty in a BAD way. I'm not proud of the things I did. . . .

I went to Houston on Friday and I'm pretty sure that people were straight up suprised that I look the way I do. Apparently, I'm too much of a hardass to be 24 with blonde curly hair.

I am a bridesmaid AND making the cake for my friend Blyn's wedding in April and we have been given money to buy cute clothes. Guys. I am going to be the most homely person in every photograph.

I want more shoes. And starting on my 25th birthday, I am going to start buying them. (I figure if I give David 11 months to prep for it, he'll be okay with it when the time comes).

The End.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

BFFs


This is Lau. Lau is my bestie and I am sadder than life that she is never living in the same place as me! She is wearing a boy's t-shirt in the pic and is rockin it like only Lau can. She is the only person I know who is more sarcastic than me, and also the only person I know who can tell the same story over and over but I NEVER get tired of it. Because its that funny. My mom likes to listen to her and laugh at her. She also happens to have the BEST taste in music - except for her apparently dislike of Beyonce - and has introduced me to some of my fav bands. Even tho Lau is 4 years younger than me, I think a lot of times she is more mature than me.

I just miss her a lot these days. We hung out a ton during Christmas break, and going from that much Lau to no  Lau is making me sadfaced.

When we were in high school, Lau weighed like 97 pounds because she was a sickly little thing and I would take her to McDonalds and buy her Big Macs and when she hit 100 pounds (finally) we had a celebration. Now, it seems, Oreo's have taken my place as her weight-cheerleader and I'm kindof upset she no longer requires my help to gain weight. That was my JOB. And now, she, being all mature and grown up, can gain weight all by herself.

Lau is at BYU studying Theatre Education, and lemme tell you this: If I was one of her students, she would be my favorite teacher sheerly on the fact that she adds the word Bears to everything. Like SadBears. And GrumpyBears. And ..... ActingBears. RIGHT LAURA!?! (She gets really upset when I misuse Bears).

Anyways, she's my best friend and I'm obsessed with her probably more than a married, straight woman should be, but I have no regrets.

The End.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

On not knowing whats wrong

So, remember how I had that ultrasound? It found nothing. Nada. Everything is in normal limits and nothing looks fiesty. My spleen is a tad on the large side of normal, but thats probably just b/c my spleen is more awesome than that normal person's. Not even my ovaries, which I was SURE were jacked, were jacked.

And remember how I've been going to the doctor? She knows nothing about whats wrong with me.

I am going to a GI specialist and a lady-part specialist and hopefully someone will figure it out.

I am having back pain and side pain and stomach pain and last night I took a (prescribed) muscle relaxer, and that was fuuun. But I'm not supposed to take those when I don't want to sleep, and I'm not supposed to take IB during the day (or at all) so needless to say, my days are REALLY fun at work.

Uggggggh. I just want to feel gooooood.

The End.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

lemme take a minute here

To brag on my husband friend.

Today he:
Took the biggest test of his school career thus far.
Made an A.
Which means he made ALL A's for this semseter.
Which means he's halfway done with his RN.

He also:
Got a wicked awesome job.
In which he gets to practice his nursing skills.
Not only making us money, but also making him more marketable in his future employment!

I love David Philip Allen a whole dang lot. He puts up with my constant whining and watches Grey's Anatomy with me and eats salads with me and also happens to be the best kisser on planet earth. He is going to school to be a Nurse so he can provide for me, and someday our children.

I have bought some sparkling cider and his fav icecream to celebrate his semester being over, and feel like a horrible wife for not doing more. He is picking up a bunch of sub shifts at Gymboree over break, in addition to taking a history class and working on the house, so really, he has no break. He is my HERO.

The End.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Lets be honest, here

If I were to make a list of my top 5 reasons to skip work, getting a pelvic and abominal ultrasound would not be on the list. And yet, that is where I will find myself Monday, during my (extended) lunch break.

Somehow, I'm kindof excited. About the pelvic one I mean. I have thought something was jacked with my ovaries for a long while now, and it will be nice to know for sure. Also, to know why I feel like I am being kicked/knifed in my girl parts from time to time.

The abdominal one is for this odd spot under my ribcage that is really painful and hard.... and not normal. Less excited about that one. Prob b/c its new and just showed up this week and I haven't had time to grow to be okay with it, like my junky ovaries. But I figure something like that, I shouldn't grow to be okay with. So, I went to the doctor and she took my blood and scheduled an ultrasound and now we get to see what happens from there. Luckily I already had my well-woman visit scheduled for Tuesday, so its all good in the hood (and I'll find out what there is to know then!)

The number one best reason for me to skip work is coming home on Monday! MY LAU WILL BE BACK! And I AM skipping work on Friday (WHAT?! I have PTO!) to hang out with her and catch up on her adventures across the pond!

The End.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

24

There are so many things going through my head. Most of which how I never feel good on my Birthday. Its like some kind of sick joke.
Yesterday was pretty good tho. This is how it went.
1. Wake up, finish making cupcakes.
2. Deliver said cupcakes to Allen. Have people want to take a picture with me and said cupcakes. Then get 5 extra bucks for said cupcakes b/c they are nice. HOLLA.
3. Go to the Allen Outlets. Good thing we got there early b/c it got SICK BUSY as the day went on. Got a TON of stuff at Gap & Banana Republic for SUPER CHEAP (hello $7 Banana White Pencil Skirt), and a few things at the Kitchen outlet store. David got a new pair of scrub pants at a uniform store and a new polo at Pacsun (b/c we are teenagers). Those were the only stores we went to and we CONQUERED them.
4. Eat lunch at Cheddars - because 7 years ago tomorrow (ie today- my birthday) will have been our 1st date, and thats where we went. Eat the Queso. B/c its delish.
5. Go to DSW. And Marshall's. And TJ Maxx. And have no luck finding shoes. :-(
6. Go to Ikea and buy David a new office chair (Last Chance for $30 instead of $60!!!) and me a drawer thing for all my cake stuff. Its awesome. I'll take a picture.
7. Hurry home, jump in the shower and get ready for the Youth Dance. Yes, you read that right. We totally chaperoned!
8. Go pick up Youths. Take them to the dance. Think about how they were cooler and had better music back in our day.
9. Take youths to Wataburger on the way home and split a shake and fries.
10. Come home and pass out.
11. Wake up EARLY b/c you have a massive Charly Horse in your calf from walking so much the day before and scream until it goes away. Have husband wish you happy birthday.
12. Stay home on said b-day b/c your tummy hurts and both calves hurt like a mother.

The End.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Work Work Work

Soooo

My job.

Sometimes it drives me nuts. Mostly just the office politics and the lack of us being able to hire anyone worth anything in my dept, meaning there is WAY too much work to do. But I really enjoy the actual work I do. A lot of it is boring (hi, printing checks for 15+ hours a week) but a lot of it is interesting and I enjoy researching and stuff. And when I'm doing the boring stuff I listen to my iPod or Dave Ramsey or NPR so its all good anyways.

So, I finally talked my boss into letting me be able to work on the terminal server, which means that I can work from home! I got all my access set up tonight - just in time for the system to be down for 2 hours for maintenance. Awesome. But I got my personal work email (we do most stuff through a dept system) cleaned out and now I have a game plan for tomorrow!

I was talking to my boss and the supervisor of the other dept she is over today about what kind of person it
takes to do my boss's job. The supervisor was talking about how she would NEVER want my boss's job and how she wasn't even sure she really liked being a supervisor that much. Its funny b/c I wouldn't mind having my boss's job. Not that I WANT her job or something, but I don't think I would mind having that kind of work pressure and expectations - I thrive when people need stuff done and need it done now and I thrive in being able to create new processes and organize and make things more productive. When I was younger (re: before I got married) I kindof wanted to be a company bigwig - and actually I went to a few youth leadership programs in high school. At one of these, my group all wrote cards to eachother and a few people said they saw me being CEO of a company someday. I wonder, if I hadn't gotten married, if that's what I would have done. I know that I could probably still do that now, but A) I don't like school and its going to be a Herculean effort for me to even finish the 15 or so credits left for my undergrad, let alone an MBA and B) I think raising my kids is going to be way more important than me having a job where I get to be the boss (which means working a kabillion hours). Its so odd to me that I went from this teenager who was really into power and doing things that would lead me to leadership positions to wanting to be a Mom who sits at home all day.

The past few weeks I have really wanted a baby - I know that right now isn't the right time for that, but the time is coming. I can feel it. Now now, this isn't going to happen anytime soon - my IUD is still in for almost 2 more years -  but its cool to know that someday, I will get to try to have a baby! And then, if I get pregnant, I can be a Mom! Cool, huh?

This has been a post that has been everywhere, huh?

Well, lets continue.

My tummy hurts right now. Well, more like my Uterus. Its been not playing nice lately and hurting. It happens from time to time - I guess its my penance for having no period (TMI? Oh well).

I really need to go to bed, but I have to make David a PB&H sammich first to take with him tomorrow at the hospital, and staying here on our blue couch typing is a lot easier than getting up and doing that.

We are super extra poor (this is the story of our life) which is really fun. I really enjoy having no money. And going to Home Depot to get tape and paper so we can finish textuturing the walls and get to painting - and looking at all the pretty flooring that I want to put in the kitchen here. But alas, countertops come before the floor and then the backsplash comes next, and probably a fridge before it, but the floor.... oh how I dream. Some day, far far in the future, David will have a real job.

Oh, speaking of David - he went and talked to a counselor at UTA today, and found out all about their bridge program for after he gets his RN (He will have an associatiates next Dec! After 6 years of school. . . . . hahah. poor kitten). He is really excited about it because he thought he had to take 5 more pre-recs but he only has to take 3! And the way the program works is you take one class at a time and each class is 5 weeks, and he can double up if he needs to to get it done sooner (but he prob won't do this) and its all online so it seems like its going to be pretty awesome! So about 2 years and 2 months from now, David will have his BSN! Which means he can apply to MORE School! :-) Seriously, by the time he graduates from whatever grad program he decides on, he will have been in school for like 9 1/2 years or something. He totally could have been a Doctor! Except we don't have to deal with residency or crap like that, so party at our house! Haha. Plus I really think he loves what he is doing and he is learning SO MUCH every day. I am so proud of him! He is making really good grades this semester and is studying his little face off. Him not working has sucked cash-wise, but been awesome in every other way.

I should probably update more often so I don't come and vomit all over a post, huh? Sorry guys.

If you've gotten this far, I'm impressed.

My Laaaura comes home in like a month! And will be home for 3 weeks or something! I'm super excited. When it gets closer, I am going to see if its feasible for me to take a day off work so we can hang out. I wish she didn't have to go to school all the way in Utah. Its so dumb that I was in Utah and she was in Texas and now its vice versa and I just miss her. And living in the same place. :-(

My Kels is also back in the crooked I for the time being and I like trying to make her fat. Its like the good ol days with Lau. When I used to buy her big macs on a regular basis. Except somehow Kels ends up making me go running instead. She's tricky like that.

I have done a few more cakes as of late, but am FAR too lazy to update them on the blog or on facebook. Sorry loyal fans, you will just have to wait! But I promise - it will be worth it. My best work is in the soon to be un-veiled cakes! :-)There is an owl, a square cake and lots of colors and flowers involved - oh! And Argyle! Yupp, pretty awesome if you ask me.

Also: in other news: My parents are going to Mexico for Thankgiving. We made them give us copies of their passports for in case they get kidnapped. Also, if they get kidnapped, they said don't give them any ransom money. So thats comforting, right? What a bunch of wierdos.

Okay, I am seriously going to bed.

Loves you guys!

The End.